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PERFORMING ARTISTS
P110
Performer
4.4c
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Doe
Songwriter
Texty
4.4c gang business
You get me? (Even if you don't love yourself)
Y'all
Everyday I feel I have got no meaning
People's moods switch for no fuckin' reason
Lock myself off with this shit that I'm feelin'
Blowin' on a green joint, starin' at the ceiling
Airplane mode 'cause I've got shit to deal with
Pouring me heart out, and you're not even seein' it
Everytime we split up
I think you'll be free init
Tryna save big 'cause I need me a foreign whip
HMP bully give a oner for a phone so I'm where, even there
My name got thrown in
Landed in Walton, me mate threw a thrown in
Swimming all times couldn't even get a phone in
Smacked up my pab mate he's constantly moaning
Canned up the gas, so I can seriously put soul in
For the explorer see a rat and I mould him
Slam on the finger, say "go on let it go then"
Fuck the rat to get back on this moped
Wanna chat shit, I've got comb in a bin shed
Letter box sniffin' late night to me one-ten
Tryna cop high-bone RDs and BMs
Your skin look on fire
And I'm lovin' your dress sense
Your attitude stinks and you leave me on red
Havin' trouble sleepin' and when it's time to go bed
Over thinkin' shit haven' battles in my head
Fully grown man they've got me sleepin' in a bunkbed
Panasonic set one hummer like Fred Little
Throw in the yard, the grabber got bent
Seen hold in the mirror 43 got sent
If you gonna make it though, you know it makes sense
I've got a daughter and a bare all so I've gotta pay rent
So I've gotta stay out of, gotta make bread
I'm always on my feet 'cause I'll rest when I'm dead
He owed me some dough, I took his bike out to shed
If you wanna bump me then how are we friends?
If you've ever done me dirty we can't make amends
The difference with me, I'll be loyal till the end
I don't wanna waste time, I don't wanna be pretend
Made a few mistakes which I didn't intend
Need the reassurance but you messed with me head
And things cut deep when show no respect
I'm calling you a rat and a lier on me step
Sayin' nasty things showing bare disrespect
You say that you hate me that I bore you to death
I'm sitting here thinking how this went left
I'm blocked off your socials and you blankin' me texts
Building joint after joint smoked the bar ten
One four oner pacing the ken meter
Need to fix things 'cause I fucked up again
I smashed up the gaff and me knuckles went red
If only I had a pound for every time that I bled
I probably could have bought me-self a bag full of tech
No contact and it's making me stressed
It broke me in two when I seen you're upset
Argument got rowdy and things went west
I'm breaking your temper
How far can it stretch?
Actions speak loud so I should say less
A few bad memories change up this mess
Somedays I struggle to get up and get dressed
I wouldn't stick around but you're not like the rest
And when I'm with you, you make me into my best
I love your attention and helpin' you undress
I got my tongue in your mouth while I'm grabbin' up your breast
She got caramel skin she doesn't go on the beds
Brownie blonde hair and nails all red
And I don't need to tell her she knows she a ten
I still buy her flowers she's my wife and best friend
Back to back she got you 'till the end
Even when you're wrong I still stand and defend
But I still buy her flowers she's my wife and best friend
And I don't need to tell her she knows she a ten
Yo!
Writer(s): John Doe
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